I also retrieved firewood. All my cooking was done out-of-doors until I could haul a Franklin stove up the cliff. They seal up and force the smoke up ...the chimney.Oh, I had one hell of a list to fetch. It was quite a load’s worth, so I planned on using a wheel barrow. Once I used my talent to smooth off a path, getting a load to the bottom of the cliff was shortened to a hard two-day job. The first load consisted of miscellaneous cooking ware and some plumbing supplies. I had to support the. ..so just go on inside and wait for me... I went back inside the house, i thought for a minute about puttingmy clothes back on, but, daddy didn't say anything about that, so ididnt... i just sat at the kitchen table waiting for him to come in fromthe garage... He came in shortly, evidently deciding against taking ashower, he had his ole familiar BVD's on and nothing else.... He satdown in the other chair, (we only had 2 then it was a very small kitchen)and beckoned me over to sit on his. Jimmy’s strangled squeal is more cat than dog this time, and goes for staccato repeats as I move my hips in and out with short, sharp thrusts, joined in our rhythm by the jingling of the bell. The movements are small but energetic, my pounding on his sphincter leaving us both drenched in sweat, me from exertion; him from pain and fear. After a minute I look and see that my efforts are succeeding in tenderizing this tight young muscle; the first inch of the oversized glittery toy now firmly. Aur mere boobs ko ghoor raha tha. Maine uski aankhon pe haath kar diya aur bola,”Aise mat dekhiye.” Deepak ne mera haath hataya aur kaha, “Pehli baar inke darshan hue hai dekh to lene dijiye inhe.” Itna kehte hi woh mere boobs pe tut pada.Meri bra ke upar se unhe chusne laga. Jaise hi usne ek bar zor se daant kata main machal gayi. Usne mujhe god mein uthaya aur bistar pe le jaane laga. Sharam se meri aankhein band thi. Aur chehre pe ek halki si muskan thi. Usne mujhe bistar pe pyaar se litaya.